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New President! Yippee!
Nope, just more manic-depressive behavior
For my retirement barometer.
Aw Snap!
I want to work until I am 90 anyway.
This recalls a short ditty from my childhood:
"Break. Break. Break.
If all the waves in the ocean were to break,
They wouldn't be as broke as me."*
*Nope. Don't know who said/wrote it.
Checked with the Master Of All Knowledge, Google
All it says is Tennyson started one of his "bitter" poems that way
Not the same one though.
I am really okay with the "bitter" part.
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